Well, if everyone was like you, that would be really hard to imagine.

 

If you were like everyone else, then meh.

Things would be more... interesting, at any rate.

Not if everyone was like that.

What about who? Oh he's my first baseman..

WHADDYA ASKIN' ME FOR?!

I think he's like... the back up catcher...

Boyo's the first baseman because that's as far as they'll let him get

It's as far... oh wait... I get it...

OHHHHHH, BURN!!

okay... *sets rey on fire*

*throws a can of gasoline at rey*

*goes outside where it's raining*

That's kerosene that's raining...

Ooooh, this is gonna be good... *waits for explosion*

I'd like to see you explain that one in meteorological terms!

Well, you see....well, not you, reyler, since you're pretty much crispy at this point...

I had a guy pick up an order of t-shirts the other day describe them as "crispy" as a positive thing. Sometimes I wonder why we bother with a language.

I think it boosts our metabolism.

I think it gives us the sense of doing something constructive with our thoughts and emotions.

Except that theory is difficult to apply to those who possess neither.

Like you?

Pretty obvious I have lots of thoughts, and just because I have a decreased range of emotion does not equate the lack of any.

 

Also: puts meesh in Tupperware and sets her in the back of the fridge*

You missed an asterisk.

Or maybe I used exactly as many asteriskses as I intended!

Maybe. But I don't think so.